Augulas looked at his prospective son-in-law, who was staring back at him wide-eyed, and suddenly sighed. "Olyphus lost her mother early. She's really just a little girl who knows nothing, pure-hearted and almost unable to adapt to this world. If she hadn't been lucky enough to meet you, then perhaps... I would never have seen her again."
Chen Rui's old face reddened. To be honest, Olyphus had basically been tricked by him into becoming a bodyguard, and the price he had paid was outrageously low—even by "human" standards, let alone "dragon" standards.
"Isabella is a very clever woman. I've experienced that more than once. I can guess that she must have suggested you marry Olyphus to stabilize me—a strategy most suited to the current situation and interests. Yet you don't seem to have followed her plan... Perhaps it means you're someone who never plays by the rules, or perhaps, as you said, you're simply an idiot." Augulas suddenly revealed a rare look of approval. "But you're also a real man. I admire you. Fine, then. Olyphus can be considered your fiancée. I trust your sense of responsibility. As for what happens in the future... I won't interfere. You can decide for yourselves!"
Chen Rui was somewhat taken aback. This was the first time the Dragon Emperor had spoken to him with such an attitude. As for this fiancée business...
Augulas walked several steps forward and gazed into the distant sky, his eyes profound. "The path of power is like treading on thin ice, fraught with danger at every step. Even demigods face the risk of being annihilated at any moment. Condensing a godhead is a life-or-death gamble for a demigod. Win, and one can touch the threshold of godhood; fail, and at best one's strength is greatly damaged, at worst